In this life, I don't even talk about love

When Ye Ge thought about how he acted like a bootlicker in his previous life, he wanted to go back in a time machine and punch himself.

The dog licker will never have a good death!

"Forget it." Ye Ge took a deep breath.

The most important thing now is to get that song out and find a recording studio.

Ye Ge was also quite worried about whether this song would become popular.

Because back then the song and the movie complemented each other, and the singer was also famous.

Without the movie and the singer being a newcomer, will this song still be popular?

Ye Ge really had no confidence.

But no matter what, give it a try first.

And with a genius like Su Mu, Ye Ge also felt that he should find an opportunity to quickly write down some of the songs in his mind and register the copyright first.

The copyright fee for the first song is 200 yuan, and 100 yuan for each song thereafter.

If you are from a poor family, just register three songs first.

After all, I still have to record songs and stuff, and I'm afraid all my pocket money will be gone.

Not right.

Why do I feel like my new business is going to go bankrupt?

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Chapter 12 Just Once

"What? 4000 packs for one song?"

"Classmate, this is the situation. I can't do anything about it."

"Sister, I'm underage, please give me a discount, 1500? 1500 includes recording a song and making the accompaniment for me."

"Classmate, don't say you are a minor, even if you are an elementary school student, it's not okay."

“Actually, I’m an elementary school student.”

"Do you think I believe it?"

"Don't be like this, sister."

"Don't be like this, little brother."

"Can you take the 'little' out?"

"???"

Outside the door of a studio called "Tianlai Recording Studio", Ye Ge was bargaining with the other party.

There are not many recording studios in Linhai City.

Ye Ge only found four companies, and called a few others to inquire, and the price was all between 3000 and 4000 per song.

This is a package song system, which means you can record any song you want, with no time limit, and the accompaniment is prepared for you. Of course, the accompaniment is synthesized by software, so how can it be played by a real person?

Finally, Ye Ge found this "Tianlai Recording Studio". Since it was relatively close, Ye Ge went over to take a look.

"Sister, I won't hide it from you. I just went to Qingfeng Recording Studio to record a song for only 2500 yuan." Ye Ge said sincerely.

"Brother, I won't hide it from you. The owner of Qingfeng Recording Studio is my third uncle. They provide song recording services, and their lowest price is only 3000."

"Then why are you in Tianlai Recording Studio?"

"Because Tianlai Recording Studio is owned by my second aunt."

"What about your second uncle?"

"Drunk driving, crashed into a pillar, bang."

"."

"Brother, it seems that you really want to record it, 3000 is enough, it really can't be less!"

"2500, I really don't have money. To be honest, I confessed my love to someone after graduating from the college entrance examination and was dumped. I'm very sad and just want to record a song to express my feelings."

"." The clerk named Lin Wanwan rolled her eyes at Ye Ge and said, "Forget it, brother. You've been talking to me for half an hour. I've never seen a college entrance examination candidate with your perseverance. I'll ask my aunt for help. If it's not possible, it really won't work."

"Thank you sister."

Ye Ge was sitting in the lobby enjoying the air conditioning, while Lin Wanwan was looking for her second aunt in the store.

At the same time, in a room in Tianlai Recording Studio.

A young woman who looked to be about thirty years old was sitting on the sofa.

The young woman was wearing a hip skirt which was very short, just reaching her thighs. Her round and slender legs were wrapped in a layer of black stockings.

The young woman's white shoulders were exposed, the sunlight fell on her delicate collarbone, her skin was fair and delicate, and very well maintained.

Especially the mature charm revealed between the eyebrows, coupled with the ripe figure like a peach, every move is full of infinite charm.

In front of the young woman sat a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The girl is 60% similar to the young woman, with clear and bright pupils, curved eyebrows, long eyelashes that tremble slightly, fair and flawless skin with a faint blush, and thin lips that are as tender as rose petals.

She was tightly holding her short skirt which just did not reach her thighs. Her calves were covered with a pair of school stockings, and her leather shoes were slightly turned inward. She was wearing a black island student uniform on her upper body and a yellow wig on her head.

The girl was pouting her rosy little lips and raised her chin with a hum.

"Yuan Guoxue! I, your mother, am telling you one last thing! Change this weird outfit on you for me, and the wig on your head. You are so young, but you have yellow hair?

I hate yellow-haired people the most!"

The young woman slammed the table several times, and the teacups flew into the air several times.

"Yuan Mei! I'm telling you, this is not Huangmao, this is Kotobuki from K-ON! I'm COSing! This is not some weird costume!" Yuan Guoxue stood up angrily.

"What do you mean by 'lock it up'? I think you are crazy! Don't you know how old you are? You are going to college soon, you are already a grown-up girl!"

"You promised me! As long as I get 600 points, you won't care about my interests and hobbies. I estimate that the score will be at least 640!"

"Okay, I respect your personal interests." Yuan Mei took a deep breath, "But why do you want to apply to the Japanese Department of Yuhang University? Why don't you learn something else? Japanese?"

"I don't care! I got the grades and I get to choose my major!"

"Yuan Guoxue, I'm doing this for your own good!"

"The word you say that scares me the most is 'for your own good'!"

"Yuan Guoxue! What are you doing?"

"Come back here!"

"return!"

"Hey!"

Yuan Guoxue slammed the door and walked out, scaring Lin Wanwan who was about to open the door.

Oh my god, my cousin is quarreling with my aunt again.

In the room, Yuan Mei took a few deep breaths and her face flushed with anger.

"Why are you standing outside the door?" Yuan Mei said angrily, taking out her anger on Lin Wanwan.

Lin Wanwan: “.”

"Aunt, there's a high school graduate who just came in and said he wants to rent our recording studio."

"Just rent it, what do you want to tell me about this?"

"Well, he wants 2500 yuan for a whole song. I think he's quite patient. He's been talking to me for half an hour. I really can't stand it anymore." Lin Wanwan was also helpless.

Yuan Mei was also a little surprised.

The students were shy and didn’t even dare to bargain with the vendors, yet they could still spend half an hour negotiating the price.

"Forget it, 2500 is 2500, just consider it a discount for graduates."

Yuan Xue waved her hands, thinking that it was just a hobby for high school graduates.

This kind of students is common, and many college students are the same. They all like to write some nonsense non-mainstream songs by themselves, either "You Love Me" or "I Love You", either "The Pain of Missing You" or "Tears of Sadness".

After writing the song, I started posting it online, and then posted it on QQ space as "Songs of My Youth".

And then what's the matter with killing Prey?

Young people nowadays really don’t understand

"Okay, then I'll go talk to him."

After seeing that her aunt agreed, Lin Wanwan ran out quickly, fearing that she would become a scapegoat.

"Okay brother, it's done, 500 as deposit, and 2000 to be paid after the recording is finished."

After a while, Lin Wanwan came out and spoke to Ye Ge.

"No problem." Ye Ge nodded, "Thank you, sister."

"No need to thank me, I'm just helping my aunt run the store during the summer vacation."

Lin Wanwan smiled and took out a small notebook.

"Come on bro, this is the contract, fill it out and contact us three days in advance before recording."

"Okay." Ye Ge read the contract carefully and found no problem, then signed his name.

Lin Wanwan put away the contract and opened a form on the computer: "What's the name of your song? I need to register it here."

"Just once."

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[I check it twice before posting, and also use the system to check it once, but there are always typos.

If you find any, please point them out in this chapter, and I will modify them immediately after seeing them. 】

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